Villain’s Heir

Without the love,
where’s the safety?

Without the safety,
where’s the peace?

Without the peace,
how’s a victim

going to learn to handle grief?

Where’s the trust
without forgiveness?

Intimate knowledge,
without grace?

When darkness is
but looming shadow,

who will see the unmasked face?

Long death’s
a quick survival.

Long survival’s
countless deaths.

If air is free
but life’s a bargain,

money is power is money is breath.

One thought on “Villain’s Heir

  1. ๐Ÿ’œ Whitney Houston sang the lyrics “…the greatest love of all is inside of me…” earning lots of “money” and materialistic things during a stellar singing career; then she drowned in a bath, an ignominious death, let that sink in while chasing “money”

    nisi mortuus nec neque nolite vicit ๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿค

    http://www.ericberne.com

    …๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™…

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